Thread drift warning, new 'puter, much upgraded, trying to learn....

Speaking of varmints;


(I think it worked)

Crap, wrong pic

Sorry, wrong pic again, 

I opened the door just in time to see him run inside one of #1 son's rain boots.
I stuffed a towel over the top of the boot and carried him outside to my storage shed where I grabbed the machete and proceeded to chop him in half.
 

Jesus, I hope you didn't wreck your kid's boot.  That could be upsetting.

my grandpa used to pay us a bounty on birds cause he hated bird poo on his buick...

 

This all reminds me of strangelittleman at around 13 years old (circa 1980) in the old mouse infested house we grew up in. He had fashioned himself a shoulder holster for his pump up BB/pellet pistol; he had seen one on a cop show I'm sure. I don't know what make or model the pistol was but it was brown plastic simulated wood and pumped up like a mo'fo'. He would lay in wait for mice and gun them. My clearest memory of it was one he chased under a china cabinet and splattered. I used to have a photo of him holding that little bastage up by the tail as well a similar one of a huge snake he was holding up out in front of the house.

Dad remarked drily, "Damn, that boy's a killer."